The Amber Sword

The first wave of fighting soon broke out, but Schlutter's attack was severely hampered. After shooting an arrow at the southern section of the cliff fortress wall without success, they quickly exposed the target, fell under siege and had to retreat. Once the front had retreated to the midpoint between the main wall of Port Fatan and the cliff fortress, Delphine reintegrated into two teams of port guards to join the battle before stabilizing themselves.

In the southern section of the walls of the Cliff Fortress, Knight Chief Sork, who had just falsely alarmed over the walls, also found the demons' attacks blocked, ‘it appears that the previous attacks were discovered -’ he immediately realized that the intention of the Harbour Guard was clearly to recapture the Cliff Fortress, but they clearly did not realize that there were so many enemies in the Cliff Fortress, and that the other side was still resisting in the negative corner, trying to buy time for the rear friendly forces to set up defenses.

When did the battle will and tactical skills of the Port Guard of Fatan become so high? He was somewhat surprised, not to say how much he knew about these local guards in the past, which were not even second-line regiments, but rather a general perception that Sork, as a pioneer of the Empire's elite, White Legion, was certainly qualified to look down on his brothers in these places, and the level of performance of the Harbor Guard today was clearly somewhat unexpected.

After putting in two teams of Vitality Army, the situation on the battlefield was tilted again for a while. Schrutter and his colleagues once attacked the southern section of the cliff fortress below the city wall, and they even climbed the mountain rock and launched two strikes against the city wall, all of which were unfortunately repelled by the dead witches and skeletons on the wall.

This is not surprising, because the terrain outside the cliff fortress is so narrow that it will be flat again only close to the second half of the sand, but Schrutter and his colleagues hold the cliff trail firmly, the strength of the dead cannot be deployed at all, the Hong Kong Guard is not worth mentioning in front of the White Legion, but in the face of the same number of weak skeletons, it takes an absolute advantage.

But the corpse witches quickly mobilized the skeletal archers from behind, and once again changed the battle, a line of skeletal archers fired down from the wall of the southern section of the cliff fortress. The heavy underwater steel arrow rains for a time caused heavy losses to Schlutter's team, and the other two teams differed as if the morale of the Hong Kong Guard had just risen immediately to the ice point, almost crashing all the way down to the main wall of Port Fatan.

Baron Ludwig on the wall of this scene couldn't help but feel a little hung up on his face. Although he was not a military commander of the port of Fatan, the Hong Kong Guard was the direct report of the owner of the city of Fatan. Seeing the Hong Kong Guard fleeing from the battlefield, he could hardly help but want to scold these guys, but only by the mouth remembered who was the commander here, he had to swallow dirty words back into his stomach.

Delphine was much more calm than he had expected, and she looked quietly at the scene downtown and ordered, “Arrow up. ”

Her voice was not high, but the messenger faithfully passed on her orders. The soldiers in the front row of the city wall retracted. The rear row immediately revealed two rows of hands with long bows. The archers were a rare product of this in Warnde. They were almost all professional soldiers or mercenaries. Crossbowmen were common in the general army, even though the number of heavy crossbowmen was much higher than the number of archers, and the archers could not get to the battlefield without years of training, and there was actually a specially trained arrow squad in an Imperial District Port Guard, whose strength was visible and it had to be astonished. In fact, when Marjorie and Ernie learned that there was such a long archer squad, their faces were all slightly different.

In Warnde, archers use almost all magic bows because training an archer's input is much greater than building a magic bow, and long archers using magic bows are far more powerful than crossbowers in range, accuracy, and projection density, and they can use magic arrows, and long bows are far more powerful than heavy crossbows when using magic arrows.

The archer opened the long bow under the command of the Archer, and the feather and arrow clusters on the bow flashed a slight golden glow, which was wet and drained, apparently only watered with holy water. A row of long bows are raised in the rain screen and the arrows point precisely at an angle of shot, which is also a place where the magic bow is far too heavy, waterproof, and ordinary bows and arrows lose a lot of power because of the moisture, but the magic objects do not have this concern.

The messenger looked to Delphine, who nodded with a cold face.

“Put it down!”

“Put it down!”

“Play!” a noise sounded, and at that moment, the whole wall lit up slightly, like a dark golden line flashing at the same time. It was the cold light of the feather arrows coming out of the strings, and the rain curtain seemed to have a forward white line with a loud shout, as if there was a wind coming from the face, and there had been an arrow rain on the sand.

By the way, arrows have limited killing power for skeletons, because arrows can easily pass through the pores of their skeletons. Even if luck hits the bones, they can only shoot one or two ribs, which can't make much of an impact. Only if luck hits the tibia and neck can they produce effective killing, but in pitch-black nights the odds are too small.

But this arrow rain was different. As each arrow approached the skeleton, it emitted a strong holy light. The skeleton that was hit was like molten butter. The arrows passed through their bodies, leaving a huge cavity, and there was even a golden flame burning in the broken bone. Even in the rain and snow, the flame did not extinguish in the slightest. Instead, the more it burned, the more it turned a skeleton into ash.

The battlefield in darkness seemed like a golden sea of fire, and the skeletal sea beneath the walls of the main city of Port Fatan burned a blank area without a sign.

“Prepare for the second round of fire.” Delphine ordered, while she shouted: "Macquarie. ”

“Yes!”

“In preparation for the attack, I ask you to lead three squadrons of White Lion Guards back to the southern section of the Wall of the Cliff Fortress and attack the Fortress! ”

“Yes!” replied Marjorie without hesitation.

By this time, the queued archers had completed the second round of attacks. On the battlefield, it took 12 seconds for a trained heavy crossbowman to reload the arrows, but only a third of that time for a well-trained archer. Another golden rain of arrows had fallen on the skeletons, and the skeleton armies of several teams under the city walls had quickly become diluted and pulled up.

However, they have not collapsed, and the most headache of the army of the dead is the lack of morale, especially low-level ones, who, despite their lack of wisdom, are not afraid and naturally do not retreat easily.

At this point, the gates slowly rose and Marjorie took the White Lion Guard and killed him.

“Archers change the Enchanted Rocket, prepare for the third round of shooting, and require cover of the rear section of the Army of the Dead to cover the Marjorie Raid.” Delphine calmly gave the order.

“Miss Delphine, why the rockets?” Count Alcons is in a hurry: "The Holy Arrow has a great effect, and there are several baselines left in the shell. The rocket has no effect on the skeleton! ”

Delphine glanced at him and replied unfairly: "Am I the commander or are you the commander? Do as I say and light the torch -”

As soon as it lit up on the main wall of the port of Fatan, Sork understood that today's sneak attack was over. He saw a torch and a fire basin lit sequentially on that wall 500 meters away. Under the light of the torch, the corridor of the city wall was filled with soldiers, and the archers of the Hong Kong Guard stood neatly in two rows.

When the archer fired the first two rounds of arrow rain, he slightly wrinkled his eyebrows and subconsciously looked suspiciously four times, but when the third round of arrow rain flashed in the rain screen, Sork finally let go of his mind. It seems that the priests of the temple of inflammation in the city were not assembled at the first time, and the plan was well executed. The previous sacred arrow should be a shell - according to intelligence, there should not be too many of the Hong Kong Guard's enchanted arrow arrows, and even less of the sacred arrows, after all, this area could never have been attacked by the dead before.

However, the attack was inevitably repelled. Immediately following the shock of the arrow rain, he saw a strange army killed from within the city of Port Fatan. This Vitality Army was not weaker than the Hong Kong Guard, even more than many. The other party's equipment appeared to be between light and heavy infantry, but the movement was extremely flexible, and the sudden burst force was abundant. Several skeleton teams were unable to resist such an attack and were soon forced back onto the cliff trail.

This is clearly not an ordinary army, the "White Lion Legion”, a term that immediately pops into mind, and the Duke of Ambnar made a thorough arrangement before attacking the port of Fatan, which is of course essential for intelligence work, so that Sork is well aware of the details of the Eruins stationed in the port of Fatan.

Of course, even the Duke of Ambnar would not know the difference between the White Lion Corps and the White Lion Guard in that little kingdom, and he would simply mix the two in the grass.

The sneak attack was discovered, the offensive was blocked, and the battle that had taken the lead had unexpectedly turned into a positive confrontation, but it had not surpassed Sork's expectations. In fact, it was so easy to take down the cliff fortress beyond his expectations, and perhaps even beyond the expectations of the commander-in-chief of the battle, Duke Ambnar, that the Harbour Guard and the Eruins could not have been held hostage by the low main walls of Port of France. All they had to do was to break down the gates and throw the dead into the alley battle.

Of course, it would be better if there were no alley warfare.

He very much hoped that, once the walls had collapsed, the enemies who had lost hope would surrender their weapons, but at this point in time, the intensity of the resistance made it seem that the desire was about to disappoint.

Sorcerer naturally attributed it to the cause of the Crown Prince in the city--

However, he was not very worried, because the spirit of death was the ash of the cannon, and even if it was consumed here, no one would feel a little heartache. The use of the spirit of death to consume the blood of the Eruins and the Hong Kong Guard in alley warfare was clearly a good deal. As for the White Legion, Sork knew very well that they had only one enemy - he suddenly turned around and the valley behind him was dark, but he knew that it was packed with tens of thousands of dead armies, and further afield it was a hilly area along the Golden Needle Valley.

I don't know if Erich has them in place.

He frowned silently.

……

Port Ouwehin, Konvi Fortress Ne-

The door of the room was squeaked open by the attendant: “Lord Duke, Sir Erich, his team of vultures has arrived in the reserved area, and Sir Bernd and his Order of Silver Wings sent a magical summons three minutes ago, saying that they were ready...”

Duke Ambnar retracted his gaze from the stone hole window: “Where's the Buga fleet? ”

“No movement yet. ”

“How was the battle in Port Fatan? ”

“Frontline observation indicates that the attack was successful, with the advance forces attacking the cliff fortress, but the resistance of the enemy was fierce and the front was stuck under the city of Fatan. ”

The Duke of Ambnar raised his eyebrows slightly: "Without the cliff fortress, the Eruins won't be around long, and I'll let the Maddallas push harder. You go down and tell Erich and Bernd to be ready to strike. ”

Count Brill looked back at the door that was closed again and said, "Old man? ”

“Rest assured, old friend, the problem is no big deal," Duke Ambnar looked at the skeleton hanging in the middle of the sky with black smoke: “I've had people investigate, for hours Maverick and his men lost contact in the direction of the Golden Needle Forest, and a fake skeleton disappeared together, I think a mouse must have snuck in. ”

“That's okay?” the former frowned slightly, somewhat anxiously.

“Never mind, the situation on the front line is so good that the Bukas would never have dreamed of our plans, nor blamed them, and no one in the world would have thought that Her Majesty the Queen had made an alliance with Madala," said Duke Ambnar in a good mood: "Madala's offensive was more successful than imagined, and there was nothing for the Eruins in the port of the Cliff Fortress to save their lives, and that poor Count, who had been shot by the Bukas, would not have known, but the Empire would not have pitied him. ”

He walked up to the Count's desk, picked up the stone on the desk and scratched the iron sheet, lit the pipe, then picked up the pipe and took a sip, sighing deeply with his eyes.

“The mice diving into Oweshine must be the scourge of the Yankees. Don't worry, someone will take care of them. ”

“It's not like you, old man, bragging about the sea before the war turns out.” Count Brill laughed as if he were infected by this emotion: "Where is our cautious Duke of White? ”

“The war has already borne fruit, Brill," Duke Ambnar shook his head: "Nor can the Buga declare war on both empires at the same time. ”

“That being said,” Count Brill warned, "don't forget that the Bukas still have a fleet here...”

“Yes,” replied the Duke of Ambnar without taboo, "so we are waiting for their fleet. ”

……